But when Gordon turned his head and prepared to leave easily, this smile was stunned, behind him, there were already golden soldiers, he probably forgot the most essential point, that is, this is a war fortress belonging to the Precursors, how could they not have the most basic night vision function.

“......”

Seven or eight golden soldiers raised their blades in their hands, and then pointed at Gordon, and the giant cannon in the distance began to turn, pointing to Gordon's location.

"Will you accept the surrender?"

But those golden soldiers didn't respond at all, they just rushed quickly, and the blades in their hands didn't look like they had accepted surrender at all.

Fleeing, this is his choice at the moment, a squad of soldiers followed behind, frantically chasing Gordon, the blade slashed behind his back, and even recently he could feel the cold air piercing through the air and hitting his back, making his pace even faster by two points.

It seems that the bleak El Dorado requires a lot of energy to activate once, and this is the best news so far, there are no more people in pursuit, and the eyes are not rising again.

In the afterglow of the moonlight, in the shadow of those obstacles, a man limped wildly, followed by a large group of men and horses.

Artillery fire exploded on both sides of the road, and the whole city was extremely lively.

......

"Ahem...... Survived!"

Gore got up from the water, the feeling of being soaked made him feel cold, it was late at night, and he hadn't eaten anything since noon.

The waterhole in which the waterfall fell was full of reefs, and it may have been God's favor that prevented him from dying here, but climbed up on one side of the shore.

He still held the angel wrapped in his clothes tightly in his hands, dragged his water-filled shoes, and limped towards the location of the camp, which was not so easy to walk.

Fires were raised in the camp to light his way, and in order to guard against the Spaniards, Burton ordered that the lighting should be made wider instead of fuel.

A patrol team first spotted Gore approaching, who was in a state of embarrassment, he was stabbed in pursuit, right on his back, his skin pale from blood loss and cold, and his clothes were no longer recognizable, like a ghost crawling out of the water.

"Stop there, don't get any closer!"

One soldier raised his spear and pointed it at Gore, his hands shaking.

Bang!

One soldier accidentally went off fire, but the bullet hit the dirt next to Gore, startling the entire camp.

"What's going on!"

Burton emerged from the tent with only an overcoat on his body, and arrived with his soldiers, who had barely slept all night because he feared for the safety of the exploration team.

At this time, the patrol soldiers had already confirmed Gore's identity, and the two soldiers helped him and walked quickly towards the middle.

"Brigadier General, Lieutenant Gore is back. ”

A soldier ran over to report first, but Burton had already spotted the familiar figure in the distance, his seven-year adjutant, of course, he could recognize it at a glance, pushed the soldier who was reporting, and then walked briskly up.

"How's it going?"

He checked Gore's injuries, a long knife wound in the back was the culprit, Gore's mind was already a little unclear, and the cold water soak made him start to have a fever, and even talk nonsense.

"Brigadier General, I have brought the angel back...... I'm just, feeling a little cold......"

"Medic!"

Burton shouted loudly, Gore was the only one who came back alive from the exploration team, and he definitely had important intelligence information in his hands, and he must not allow him to die here, both for public and private.

There was some chaos in the camp, and many soldiers who woke up took their guns and came out to watch, looking at Gore a little dazed, and there was a lot of panic.

The exploration team of nine people, only one person has returned now, and he is seriously injured, and the exploration of El Dorado is not as easy as they imagined.

The Jackdaw's sailors also woke up, and Mitch and Allen came over with the men to see Gore lying flat on the canvas and two medics treating his wounds.

A very bad premonition appeared in Mickey's mind, and he rushed over, and then pushed away the two soldiers who were treating their wounds: "Where's our captain?

Of course, his behavior annoyed Burton very much, and Gore was already unconscious at this time, and no one was allowed to disturb him: "Hold him!"

The two soldiers pulled him up violently and put him in front of Burton.

"Calm down, sailor, my lieutenant is in a very bad state right now, and I'm very worried about Gordon and the others, but now is not the time, we must wait until he wakes up!"

Mickey had red eyes, gritted his teeth, and stared at Burton in front of him, a big man he didn't usually meet, but now he was so hateful.

It was this person, I don't know what conditions were offered, so that Gordon agreed to participate in this exploration, and now Gore is seriously injured and returns, but Gordon has not heard from him.

The danger of El Dorado is obvious to all, and Gordon is obviously more than lucky, but the person in front of him can't see any sadness or guilt, and his cold face has not changed for thousands of years.

But he didn't say anything, he couldn't say a word, the difference between the identities of the two was too big, he was just a small boatswain, and he didn't even have the qualifications to say cruel words.

"Hey, calm down, everybody, he just needs to think about it. ”

Alan walked up, forcibly pulled Mickey back, and whispered, "Relax Mickey, the captain is fine, maybe, it just takes a little time." ”

Mickey, who was angry, was pulled away and sat on the stone unable to speak.

Alan stood aside and didn't know what to say, just looked at the waterfall that was still rumbling in the distance, and had a lot of thoughts.

The news of Gordon's absence spread among the sailors, who, although believing that their captain was fine, began to spread a terrible thought that if Gordon really couldn't come back, what should they do.

"We should elect a new captain......"

One of the sailors said this, staring at Mickey carefully to prevent their boatswain from hearing it, and then giving him a harsh lecture.

"Hey, our captain is going to be fine!"

Another sailor whispered, seemingly unhappy with the words.

"I know, I mean, if, if Captain Gordon really doesn't come back, we need a new captain, and then continue to make a deal with the commodore to make sure that the promised gold is in hand......"

This kind of remark is really chilling, Gordon just disappeared for a while, and the sailors began to think about their own interests.

Mickey, of course, heard their whispers, and stepped forward in a rage, knocking down the stalker with a punch.

The punch was so hard that the sailor's face was completely deformed, and he fell to the ground in a daze, and he didn't react to what was happening at all.

"Don't let me hear that again, or you'll die an ugly death. ”

The sailor looked up at Mickey with some fear, but when he lowered his head, there was a deep resentment in his eyes.